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Wednesday, 19 December 2012

Keeping your human in order

We know exactly what should happen when, and find it most disturbing when our humans forget the rules.

Take my morning walk, for example.

I know the drill, every step of the way.

Gail gets out of bed, has a shower, comes down to the kitchen, stops by my bed to say hello and give me a wee tummy tickle, then consumes her bowl of muesli and precisely and one and a half mugs of tea. After which she puts on her coat (and hat, and scarf and gloves, at this time of year), clips on my lead, and we're out the front door. Turn left and five minutes later we reach the park entrance and only then I am allowed off my lead and we complete our anti-clockwise circuit round the park, pausing now and then to greet all the other early morning regulars.

But sometimes Gail gets things terribly wrong.

Yesterday morning for example. We were only about half way to the park and Gail dropped hold of my lead. Incredible. It was as if she didn't realise where we were.

Well I can tell you, I stopped dead in my tracks and looked up at her, to let her know that she had made a serious error, and that she was still supposed to be attached to me at this point, whatever was she thinking of?

I am pleased to report that, on recognising her mistake, Gail immediately picked up my lead and from then on things proceeded according to plan.

Hee hee, we are surprised you didnt run off but then routine is big for us dogs. We like to go the same route in for our morning walkies and we like to get up in the same order when we get up from bed. We also sleep in the same spots in the big bed each night

Oh Geez Bertie I hear you! I've been trying to train my mom for 10 years and let me just say it is an ongoing project. Just when I think she has master a task it has to be repeated. If Gail continues to slip you might want to put the lead around her neck...just sayin' MOLHugs Madi your BFFF

OMD OMD BERTIE... THIS is SERIOUSLY SCARY.. SHE could have run into the Street and been hit by a CAR.. She could have taken off after a bunch of other Peeps. She could have wandered away and NEVER be found again. MY GOODNESS. It is JUST a Miracle that YOU are so AWARE and CONCERNED fur her SAFETY. PEEPS... they are just millstones round our necks.

She dropped your lead? She DROPPED your LEAD?? Sounds like you were too shocked to even run off. Probably the right approach. Could have been a trick. Here's hoping the routine returns to normal tomorrow!

About Me

Hi, I'm Bertie, a wire-haired fox terrier pup. I live with Gail in Aberdeen, Scotland. An old Westie called Hamish used to live here but he died on 18th February 2010 (exactly the same day I was born). People tell me that he used to have a blog and that I have big pawprints to fill. That's a bit too much responsibility for a very young puppy - and anyway, I intend to make my own mark!
(Gail says that Hamish could certainly have taught me a thing or two about marking stuff....)